habitat:Small town in northeast America. Most common sightingsoccur on floors of rooms with soft rugs, or loafing in clover patchesin yards. Can also be seen in room or on porch with her laptop and minttea in hand.

appearance:Blonde hair with natural curls and green-blue eyes that look dull gray on rainy days. A pale,heart-shaped face with a faintly freckled nose, and two conspicuous red dots that have been onmy cheekbones directly beneath each eye since I was born.5' 4''

diet:Is a scavenger, so will only "hunt" when there are no other options. Preferschicken noodle soup, nutella, and whatever her mother cooks. Drinksmint tea with honey on a regular basis.

behavior:Listens to a plethora of music, ranging from atmospheric to hard rock tunes.Is most often lingering at home, daydreaming, writing, drawing, and plain oldbeing lazy! Tends to procrastinate.

My Story

A n A m a r y l l i s M a s k

S u m m a r y

In the snowless December of 1896,Amabel Cross was certain she was going to die a lady's death, just like Mother had six years prior. It was a horrible fate to hold, of shallow minds and weak tea.But as Christmas approaches, she learns that perhaps this doom could be changed. However, Amabel can’t imagine anything worse:She is a monster now. A wolf who takes a human form by day, and she is beginning to loathe herself for it.Yet, she isn’t the only one of her kind in Victria.

In the snowless December of 1896, Amabel Cross learns that she isn't your classic Victorian girl. She's a monster. A wolf who takes human form by day, and she loathes herself for it. Yet, she isn't the only one of her kind in Victria... Full Summ. Inside